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Trapped Inside

Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

The black and white is clear to see. Its shades of gray are puzzling me. Shades of feeling like my bodys buried deep. Half asleep, half asleep. . Its a very deep hole with very steep sides.


To One Who Didn’t Know You

Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

I. When I asked you how you'd been. You told me you were fine. But I knew it was a lie. Because I could see the lines. Of tiredness on your brow. And the tension in your eyes.



To One Who Didn't Know You

Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

When I asked you how you'd been. You told me you were fine. But I knew it was a lie. Because I could see the lines. Of tiredness on your brow. And the tension in your eyes.


There’s More To This Woman

Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

I. Something came along. And stopped me right in my tracks. I'd tell you what it was. But I can't be exact. . II. But it filled me with strength. And it held me intact.


There's More To This Woman

Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

Something came along. And stopped me right in my tracks. I'd tell you what it was. But I can't be exact. . But it filled me with strength. And it held me intact.


The Weatherman

Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

Keep the weatherman sweet. Then begin sweeping the driveway. News is that the heats. Coming in, Thursday or Friday. . Now Im a little slow to see. How weathermans words are gonna satisfy me.


The Fire Overhead

Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Year: 2006
Updated: 9 years ago

Fires burn, turning into dust. What was precious, what was pretty paradise. And fires turn, burning to the ground. What was healthy, what was holy, what was life.


Territory Of Poets

Artist: Eleanor Mcevoy
Year: 2007
Updated: 9 years ago

He's tired of getting up. Tired of life. Tired of working at the same old job. And tired of his wife. Overcome with a desire. To come of age. Better step aside for Johnny.


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